The jailer is having a good day. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He wasn't expecting to be happy.

Originally, he was very depressed today, and the wine that was annoyed by a mouse in the cell was not fragrant.

However, today's mood quickly ushered in a turnaround.

Then, he felt that today was a wonderful day.

Why are you happy?

Of course, it was the rat that made him irritable, and when Master Jeffrey received him, the rat was dying in his cell, unable to even moan.

It was the first time he had seen Lord Jeffrey torture a death row inmate, or a brutal whipping, the rat was covered in skin and flesh, and he didn't know what disrespectful things he had said that made Lord Jeffrey so angry.

What a pleasure.

Finally, no one bothered him.

The prisoner should be depressed and look like he is waiting to die. It's so noisy every day, like a mosquito in summer, and it doesn't give you a life when you die.

It's terrible.

He hummed a little tune, and in a happy mood, he went to get a bucket of water, and then opened the cell door and glanced at the former nobleman who had fainted by the rat next door, the knight Lord Robert? Hebrew, the new nobleman who had been dragged down from the dungeon of the condemned prisoner not only a day after his canonization, shook his head, what a wretched man.

After confirming that the former nobleman had passed out and that it was impossible to wake up in a short time, he wandered to the cell next door to the former nobleman, the cell of the annoying rat.

When he opened the door, the rat, who didn't know when he sat up, was covered in blood, and the filthy and damp dungeon environment made the rat's wounds look so dangerous.

If this kind of wound is not treated in time, infection is certain in this environment. The jailer's sister was an apprentice to a court doctor, and when she came home, she often told him about infections.

This is a very dangerous medical condition, of course, he doesn't understand what the four words of this medical illness are, but listening to what his sister said, this symptom, well, he doesn't understand what the two words mean.

Anyway, infection kills people, and if so many wounds are infected, this rat will die.

However, he didn't feel Twilight's death from the mouse.

To tell the truth, the jailer has been in this profession for a long time, especially as a jailer in the cell of a condemned prisoner, and after doing it for a long time, he can naturally feel the breath of dying on a person's body, which is not a special function, he believes that as long as someone has been a jailer for ten years like him, that person will definitely see it.

This is a kind of decay and annihilation of the will to survive, and at a glance you can know that this person is dead.

He put down the bucket in his hand, it was large and heavy, but he didn't have much difficulty.

The mouse sat with his back to him, sitting straight, in a very strange position, as if it were cross-legged.

In the quiet environment, the rat's breathing is obvious and stable.

There was something strange about him.

After such a serious injury, this mouse still breathes like this, as if it were a healthy person.

But when he had just dragged him into the cell, the rat was clearly dying, and was not far from death.

He would never be wrong about this.

But after he was away for only an hour, the mouse was able to sit up, and the injury was replaced by a strong man, and he could only lie on his stomach obediently.

Looking at the small body of this mouse, he thinks that this should be a return to the light.

However, when the thought in his heart turned, it became this thought:

This mouse, a little unusual, is estimated to be able to survive.

When the thought turned, he froze.

At this time, the rat sounded in a weak voice: "I need some water, thank you, Jailer." ”

Although the voice is weak, the words are clear, and the tone is different from the usual heartless and lukewarm voice.

However, he couldn't make out what was hidden in his tone.

He didn't speak, he didn't want to talk to a condemned prisoner, and this man was still a great villain who offended Lord Jeffrey.

Master Jeffrey had always been merciful, and the man he could whip was, in his opinion, the worst man he had ever passed in the dungeon.

"When I leave Dadan City, Brother Jailer, come with me, I need an entourage." He turned to leave, and the mouse suddenly said again.

When he heard this, he almost subconsciously sneered, and he wanted to taunt him a few words, so that he would know that he was going to die now.

However, when the words came to his lips, they became: "When you get out of this dungeon, let's talk about it." ”

He was stunned again, and then he hurried away, closing the cell door.

At the moment when the door closed, the mouse seemed to say something again, but it was muffled by the sound of the door closing, and he didn't hear it clearly.

He didn't think much about it, all his attention was thinking about why he changed his words when he said it.

Obviously, he wanted to say, "You're going to die tomorrow, and I don't want to go to hell with you." ”

However, the words have changed.

He didn't know why this was happening, so he planned to think like this while drinking later, and after drinking, his mind would be a little more active.

Of course, it's certainly not as good as the brains in the mouse's head.

Damn it! How is that rat again!

The jailer pushed the door open, and then for the third time today was stunned.

He actually has a guest today, and he is still a girl, a beautiful girl.

He knew her.

He was anxious to say hello, but he tripped over his tongue.

Nothing was said, just two "ahh

What a shame!

He cursed himself.

But the girl didn't care, she smiled, and two dimples were sunk in her beautiful face.

"Bojie, I haven't seen you in a long time, what? Don't know me anymore? The girl spoke first.

He shook his head again and again, trying to explain that he knew her, that her name was Launa, and that she was the most beautiful girl in town, Lord Jeffrey's maid, and that they had played games together.

However, he was so nervous that he always bit his tongue when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't speak well.

What a shame, Bojie, you damn it!

He cursed himself in his heart.

"Master Jeffrey thinks you are a loyal guard, and has brought you some good wine, and he wants me to tell you: it has been ten years, and it is the first time he has seen such a dutiful guard, and there has not been a single escape here in ten years. He also asked me to tell you that I haven't treated you well, I'm sorry. ”

He shook his head again and again, originally seeing that Lona had already bitten his tongue, this time he was so valued by Master Jeffrey that he was already flattered and forgot to speak.

The brain is also blank.

He seemed to stand there and froze, not even noticing when Rhona was leaving.

What a shame!

When he came back to his senses, his first thought was to scold himself.

Then, his eyes were drawn to a wine jar on the table, it was copper, ha! It's got to be good wine!

Wine, indeed good wine, he can drink it, much better than beer, a little sweet.

It was wine, wine that only the nobility could drink.

He couldn't have imagined that an ordinary jailer would be able to drink such wine.

It was the most wonderful day.

With this happy thought in his mind, he fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Yu? Leaf? A thin but clear voice sounded softly from outside the door.

"Who?" Ye Yu, who was wiping the wound with water, raised his head smartly and said softly.

"Great, I'm Rauna, Lord Jeffrey's maid." Said the other outside the door.

"Humph!" Ye Yu snorted coldly and continued to wipe the wounds on his body.

The cold water flowed through the wound, and it hurt so much that the skin and muscles inside didn't look like their own.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not sent by Lord Jeffrey, I'm Lord Jeremy's messenger, and he kept the promise and came to get you out." Rauna said hurriedly.

"How can I believe that you were not sent by Master Jeffrey to fix me, I am here to stay well, I will not leave." Ye Yu said.

"Descent theory! Master Jeremy said, "Say that, and you'll understand." Rahona seemed to think of something, and raised her voice a little.

Ye Yu heard this, and he poured the remaining clear water from head to toe.

Cold and painful!

"Did you get the key?" Ye Yu gritted his teeth and said.

"I'll open the door for you."

……